Malfoy rushed out of the Quidditch boutique followed by his loyal followers.
Though he maintained a cold expression on his face, but his heart was lamenting.
"D*mn! A hundred gold galleons!
Four months of pocket money.
It's gone... It's gone..."
Ron didn't mind that Malfoy threw the bag onto the ground .
He crouched down and took the money bag that Malfoy had thrown away.
And as soon as he opened it, he was almost blinded by the dazzling golden light.
He swallowed his saliva and handed the bag over to Braun.
"Here you go, Braun."
Braun took the money, he thought for a second, took ten galleons out of the money bag and handed them to Ron.
"No, Braun, I can't take it. I didn't do anything and you even answered all the question on your own"
Ron refused.
Forget about the poster.
Though it's worth a lot, but it's not money after all.
Although he doesn't deserve it, he can still deceive himself into accepting it.
But now Braun is giving him money that too gold galleons!
But Braun solemnly shoved the gold galleons into Ron's hands:
"Take it, Ron.
You deserve it.
If you hadn't stopped Crabbe for me at that time.
I wouldn't have been able to beat Malfoy so smoothly! "
Hearing this, Ron finally accepted the gold galleon that Braun had shoved into his hand.
At this moment, he can't wait to face Crabbe again.
Looking at the glittering golden light of gold galleons, Ron has never been happier than he is at this moment. This was the first time he had touched a gold galleon.
It's no exaggeration.
He could even have more gold galleons than they had in the Weasleys' vault.
"Please wait a minute."
The clerk stopped the two who were about to leave.
"What's wrong?"
Braun wondered.
"You forgot to take the grand prize."
The clerk reminded.
"Grand Prize? Isn't it the poster i have here? "
He said and motioned for Ron to show the clerk the poster in his hand.
"I am talking about the prize of the final stage of the challenge. A limited-edition flying broom. "
Saying that, the clerk motioned for his two colleagues to carry the broom over.
Everyone saw a fiery broom appear in front of the podium.
This was the first time he had seen such a beautiful broom.
The entire broom is engraved with various lines and patterns.
The handle is covered with goblin metal, and is carved with a red fire dragon roaring with its mouth open.
The spell applied on it both prevents slipping and keeps the temperature of the handle warm.
It also ensures that the fingers of the rider of the broom from freezing in bad weather.
The head piece of the broom has a perfect arc.
It looks like it's extremely comfortable to ride on this broomstick.
The tail branches of the broom are polished very smoothly.
The broom itself is like a beautiful work of art.
"This broom is a conceptual product of Firebolt.
It was intended to be supplied to the English Quidditch team.
But it was abandoned due to the high cost of production. But even so, it's the fastest and most powerful broom in the wizarding world today. "
The clerk explained to Braun.
As if shocked to see Braun's indifference, Ron, a diehard Quidditch loyalist, added:
" Braun! Firebolt Corporation is a newly formed broom company.
Although it is a new company, their brooms are very sought-after. Every firebolt broom is a masterpiece!
It's only because the brooms are all handmade, the yield is very low!
This concept product is even more powerful than their main product Firebolt!
Braun you can let me ride it... or at least let me touch it? "
Seeing Ron's pleading look, Braun didn't refuse.
It's just a beautiful broom.
He wasn't a Quidditch fan, so for him, the broom is just a tool.
He then tossed the broom to Ron.
Ron was frightened and he hurriedly caught the broom.
"Braun, you're so careless!"
Although he knew that high-level brooms were all cast with a floating charm capable of hovering in the air.
But he was still scared that the broom might fall and break.
While blaming Braun, Ron was acting like he was touching his lover.
He then began to caress the broom.
"Ah..."
One ah word was uttered in four tones by Ron.
"Can you please stop making such weird noises?"
Braun looked at the lewd looking Ron in front of him and said a little speechlessly.
"I hope you know that you are touching a broomstick.
I don't know and don't want to know what you think you're doing."
Ron ignored Braun's words.
Instead, he spoke incoherently with excitement:
"Braun your broom is so beautiful!
Check this out! Oh my God!
What a magnificent broom! "
Braun looked into his fiery eyes.
Subconsciously took two steps back.
It's really that Ron's words are too easy to cause others to misunderstand.
He then decided to keep distance himself from Ron and went to the clerk
"Hello, my father and uncle are drinking at the Leaky Cauldron bar.
Can you go and call them over?
It is a little unsafe for our two kids to walk around holding onto such valuable things. "
Saying that, he glanced at the onlookers worriedly.
He still knows what the end of the two children holding a single gold galleon through the busy market will be.
Moreover everyone here now knows that he has at least two hundred gold galleons on his body, and such a valuable broom.
Even if he and Ron went straight back to the bar, the best thing that can happen is that maybe they will be robbed halfway.
He didn't even want to worry about the worst possibilities.
He didn't want to count on the humanity of wizards.
Because everyone is human and even if he wondered if human nature can stand up to such a test, he was not going to use himself to test it out.